Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need niggas to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft niggas last hard times, yo,
that shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' with fresh fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
hoop dreaming had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
Momma for everything I'm wearing,
At the staring at girls, not a care in the world.
Aw. nigga, but done changed since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga chasing things, tryna game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
like my pockets stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my niggas in the struggle,
Feeling like the world's on back so you stumble,
And it feels a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle.
praying for they moms,
At the time they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, them on they way,
But damn a nigga been a fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you catch me up at is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same ones you love bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this times getting hard my nigga,
But that, I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga,
I won't try 'til the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and the news every now and then,
Either get or mad from watching the world just crash,
Even the bad.
It be the same shit, got my twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on that shit? "
Yesterday kid got his whole frame split,
Only seventeen, he was to graduate.
And like, three weeks some stupid got him for his chain,
But he fought back, they blasted him and him on the pavement. (uh)
And now telling me this little girl just got raped,
Some dude snatched her and she was at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

What the fuck is up this world?
Got these grown niggas fucking girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every week be blasting us, on accident- or so claim.
Reporters like they truly know the pain, (right)
They her only son,
Make her blow her brains out,
Change the channel nigga, I can't this.

Sometimes sunshine to rain my nigga,
The same ones you love bring you pain, my nigga,
I know if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in life times getting hard my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

Take a ride through the man,
And tell me you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,